Luyện nghe bài hát Ghoul Hunter

One night as I crept the cemetery gates
Seeking out the of the local mania
I bespied a ghastly sight, which gave me a fright
The legendary of Creepsylvania
were moshing to and fro,
And at the moon, you know
Howling banshees on a quest for meat
I was shocked to see a
That had both eyes out a tool
And chop the head from a body at his feet
My mind was racing as I watched the carnage
were stripping the rotten corpse to the bone
I started to slowly back in horror
When the ground gave way beneath me and I into the catacombs
I came to I was cloaked in darkness
There was a stench unlike any I had ever before
I reached out and the ground around me
And my hand straight into a puddle of gore!
Hunter!
You can bet your life you're going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just the jerk you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle your brain in a jar!
As I was saying...
I lit a and began to explore
The tunnels wound and wound for many
There were coffins jutting the walls and more
Burning bones, vats of guts, and in piles
I came to a room
And heard an echo in the
The sound of metal chilled my very
There were riffs the the band,
drums I couldn't stand,
And the created shocking tones
I made my way the cacophony
A crucifix clutched tightly in my
And as I to the torchlit room
I saw the shambling getting pissed
spotted me and began to shriek and snort
My cover was blown, so I to run like mad
Digestor tackled me to the
And then it started getting bad
Hunter!
You can bet your life that going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look like the jerk you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle brain in a jelly jar!

I was bound and gagged in the room
by the funk of fetid breath
The quartet of maniacs over me
And forced me to to Anthrax and Megadeth
I struggled in my restraints as chortled with glee
While poked at me and sliced apart my cheek
My muffled only served to amuse them
As they expelled a very sort of reek
I wriggled out of my a bit
There was a struggle but I to prevail
is still out there, haunting the graveyard
But I escaped and now I'm here to my tale
Hunter!
You can bet your life you're going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look like the jerk you are!
Hunter!
We'll your brain in a jelly jar!